The phantom patriot!   The phantom patriot!      Creeping ever creeping    Like a fox in the night    Turning wrongs into right    He only works alone    With a cross bow on his shoulder    And a saber at his side    With random guns and knives    His mask is white as bone       The phantom patriot!    The phantom patriot!   He's come to save the day!    The phantom patriot!   The phantom patriot!   He's come to save the day!   Yes he's come to save the day!      Roaming through the compound    With a formulated plan    There to help his fellow man    At this decisive point in time    The Bohemians of the grove    Don't see it quite the same    Smelling danger in his game    They dub his quest a crime          The phantom patriot!    The phantom patriot!   He's come to save the day!    The phantom patriot!   The phantom patriot!   He's come to save the day   So cast your fears away!      Searching for his quarry    Through the elite redwood maze    He's well provisioned for the days    And nights he must remain alert    And though it's not intended    Our hero soon is apprehended    With "Phantom Patriot" in sharpie    Written boldly 'cross his shirt       The phantom patriot!   The phantom patriot!   He's come to save the day!   Yes he's come to save the day!   The phantom patriot!   The phantom patriot!   Yes he's come to save the day!   And to help you cast your fears away!